"You know that new guy? Omar, I think his name is. I think he will like you. I have noticed his eyes are always on you.!" Nadia says walking beside Marwah. 

"He's creepy." Marwah replies looking ahead. 

"Hm. He's so handsome.' Nadia adds slowly glancing at Mahsa. 

"To be honest here, he is. I don't deny that. But I have my Yusuf, compared to him he's nothing." "Ohh" Nadia hits her shoulder slightly. 

Mahsa blushes smiling. They slowly stop "Let's head to cafeteria, we have five more minutes until class starts." Nadia says looking at Mahsa. 

Mahsa looks at Nadia. 

Today she was wearing Frenchy plaid button front crop jacket and short skirt hair in a ponytail, light makeup, along with white Boots. Her books are in her hand. 

"What?!" Nadia says her cheeks are turning colors. 

"Gosh you look so pretty! I just pay attention to your outfit!" "Oh" Nadia says smiling. 

"Thanks." She shyly responded. Mahsa laughs. 

—-

Lunch time. 

A furious Abhay was standing there in the hallway. He was looking at Saira, who was laughing along with a boy. 

He corrected his glasses and looked again at her. He is burning out of jealousy. 

And the boy surprisingly kissed her hand as he walked away winking at her. 

Saira rolls her eyes at that boy and turned around to meet His eyes—Abhay's who was looking at her deadly. 

Saria's smile drops looking at him. 

Abhay then walks away. Leaving her worried behind. 

—-

"Hayati" She hears Yusuf voice behind her. She was currently at her locker putting the textbooks inside. 

She turns around smiling. She looks at him, as he walks near her. 

He looks absolutely hot in his blue shirt. His dark orbs meet her, his eyebrows, his dark hair. She kept on checking him out. 

"You, okay?" She nods embarrassed, turning around, she closes her locker and looks at him again.

"Lunch?!" Omar questions her. She shakes her head as they slowly walk outside. 

"I don't feel like eating today." Omar stops and looks at her. 

"What's going on? Again? You look worried?" She looks away and sits on one of the benches. 

Yusuf sits next to her leaving a gap between them. "What would you do for love?" she pauses, turning to look at him. 

"Will you love me forever? What if you--something happens, and you leave me?" He nods and a sad smile comes to his lips. His orbs looking down at his hands. 

"They say love makes you crazy, but I say it's what keeps me grounded. It fascinates me that amongst billions of People Allah has chosen your soul just for me. Loving you has never been difficult to this heart. I catch my lips uttering Dua's for you when the clouds shed from above. 

My heart grasps onto the ground in Sujood when I miss you, and those nights when I yearn for you the most, I stare at the moon hoping to get a glimpse of you in its reflection on the other end of its Noor. 

They say love is blind, so I close my eyes every night and hope to find your presence in my dreams. They say love recognizes no barriers, so my Rabb and I talk about you until the moon is replaced by the sun. They say love has no boundaries. Hoping someday He bridges us together through his mercy. And I wait for the day I could embrace you in my arms as "My halal" The day you are given permission by my Rabb to complete me though you. They say love hurts and I cannot deny that it doesn't. For indeed the distance between you and I cause this heart to ache. But I am certain on the love I quest for you in these greens that someday you will make every moment of my yearning worth the wait. Each Du'a' that leaves these lips will testify to my love for you. 

"What would I do for love? You ask. I Say --has there ever been a moment since my love for you found home in this heart and I have not spoken its poems as love letters to my Rabb to witness? Has there been a single Sujood Where I didn't sneak the words of my brewing love that grows within my soul? Has there been a signal phase of the moon that hasn't whispered to the sun when they peak together on the horizon that I cannot fathom a moment of life without loving you? Don't ask me what I'd do for love, for the answer I'll speak has no end..."

He looks up once again to her eyes. 

Her eyes are filled with tears, as they fall on her cheeks in awe. 

—-

Classes were over and the weekend started for everyone. 

Nadia angrily zips her bag. She had been searching for her lost Earring. She had checked her bag and it was missing, she immediately started searching for it everywhere. 

She recently had brought those for herself. Now for the last ten minutes she's been searching for the places she thinks she's been, or she might have lost them there. 

With a sigh, she walks outside the campus, her eyes glued on the ground looking everywhere while praying to find it. 

She finally gave up and stopped in her place. 

Not knowing there is someone who's been watching her every action. 

She felt someone's footsteps behind her, "Pretty women is worried.!" She then heard his voice. 

She turns around to Meet Aryan. 

He walks towards her, she checks him out —black pants, white hoodie, his short curly hair, his light pink lips, then his eyes. 

His hazel eyes. For some reason she hadn't noticed before. And finally, his height. She noticed his smirk and quickly shook her head. 

"What are you doing here?!" She asks him. "Why not?!" He replies by putting his hands in his pockets. 

"You realize we have been meeting here in this place every time we met.!" He smiles. 

"And I'm always here first, it's you always following me." She glares at him. "Pretty women. Looks hot when's she mad." "Stop flirting with me.!" He laughs at her response. 

She ignores him this time. And looks around once again.  

"Listen" "shut it." She says rudely, slowly walking away. 

"Looking for your earring?!" She stops in her place and immediately turns to face him. "What? What did you say!?" She says walking close to him. 

"Looking for your earring?" He says innocently. "How did you know? I never mention. Your creepy ass stalker." She points her finger at him. 

"Hey- hey here I am trying to help you. And the accusation." He fakes glares at her. "When we met earlier—you had accidentally bumped into me-" he was cut off when she said "Correction: You bumped into me." 

"It's the same thing." He says, "No it's not." She said annoyed. 

He then did what was unexpected; he walked away. She just stood there confused. 

"Wait" she calls him. He didn't respond but walked away. "You Idiot I said stop.!" She walks in front of him. He finally stops and looks at her. 

Her hand on his chest. "You will listen to me.!" She says ordering him. He looks down at her hand, she realizes and puts her hand down. 

"First admit it.!" She looks at him confused. "Admit that I and you bumping to each other is the same thing." He was referring to their conversation before he walked away. 

Taking a deep breath. "Fine; it's the same thing. Happy now?!" He smirks, leaning closer to her. 

She steps back. "Now tell me about my earring.!" 

"Okay. When You bumped into me this morning and dropped your books along with that you had dropped your earring. And I found it. So, I took it with me.!" He finally finishes his sentence. 

"Okay that's fine. Give it back.!" She forwards her hand to him. "Not so fast, pretty women." 

He smiles again. 

'Fuck his beautiful smile' she thought. 

"It's mine. When something is mine. I want it at any cost. I love my things and that earring is my favorite so without any drama give it back.!" she sternly says.

But his whole focus was on her lips. 

"Do you understand me?!" "I will give it back but in one condition.!" He pauses "go on a date with me." 

——

"Abhay" Saira said fasting walking behind him. He was not listening to her at all. 

She had been calling him on his phone. Plus, she couldn't find him today, after the incident. 

He has been ignoring her. 

Now she found him walking down the hallways. 

He walks inside an empty classroom, and she walks inside he locks the door and looks at her. "Abhay —you have been ignoring me?"! Why?" She started questioning him. 

No matter how angry he was. He took a deep breath and looked at her. "I ignore you. Yes. I ignored you because I was angry, very angry, I was afraid I was going to hurt you. So, I stayed away from you." She just continues to stare at him. 

He walks so closer to her. "You Have a boyfriend now. You're in a relationship now. That boy was laughing with you. He kissed you. He shouldn't even be touching you. At the moment god knows if I hadn't walk away, he would have been death. I hate it. He touched you. Yes. I'm jealous..." he finally said what he kept to himself the whole day. 

He calmly said. 

"You are mine." He kept on walking towards her, until her back hit the wall. Saira was always the brave one in their relationship but now she was super nervous. 

He leans against her so close. "I'm never letting you go. Understand this. I finally have you Saira. I love you." He touched her face softly and her lips. 

She closes her eyes; he places his lips on her. 

Just like that he kisses her so slowly and gets into her mouth.

Their bodies are getting hot. His hands on her waist. Her hands slowly reached his neck. 

He leaves her lips and looks at her. She opens her eyes. 

She takes his glasses off. And she looks at him again. Without saying any words. He chuckles and starts kissing her roughly this time. Bitting her lips, he pushed her to the table. 

She moans feeling his hands going down. "I'm letting you go this time, the next time you will receive a punishment, I will show no mercy." She feel his body pressed against her. 

She was burning and wanted him now. "Abhay" she moans pulling him closer. 

He could see how much she wanted him now. "Not now. Not like this."

End of chapter

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